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More than a walk So there I was, on my way to the mountains of New Zealand. The weather was beautiful and every flower was colourful. Ahead of me there was a long path leading to the top of the mountains, so I took a deep breath and started marching. At some point when I was walking up the path I got tired and stopped at a beautiful little lake, I sat down and had a sip of my water and a bite of food. When I was done I continued my walk on the path leading up into the
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